"Deceive you, Olivia!" cried I, "what deceit can you fear from me?—What is it you require of me?"
"I require from you a promise, a solemn promise, that you will go with me to Russia!"
"I solemnly promise that I will," said I: "now be tranquil, Olivia, I beseech you."
The surgeon represented the necessity of keeping herself quiet, and declared that he would not answer for the cure of his patient on any other terms. Satisfied by the solemnity of my promise, Olivia now suffered me to depart. This morning she sends me word that in a few days she shall be ready to leave England. Can you meet me, my dear friend, at L—— Castle? I go down there to-day, to bid adieu to Leonora. From thence I shall proceed to Yarmouth, and embark immediately. Olivia will follow me.
Your obliged
F. L——.
Letter xciij.
Leonora to her mother.
L—— Castle.
Dearest Mother,